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 Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 4:11 pm
>>The hand on the brush slipped down slightly to gently cover his on its handle as he gave into her wishes, loving the taste of his lips, the feel of his skin against her. And the oddly arousing hot water that encased them. As his arm moved around her middle she shifted so her feet were to the side of him, rather then infront, letting her have easier access to the lavished love upon his mouth. She fell into the kiss with a slow and sensual passion, her other hand gently rubbed his shoulder. That odd happy feeling was slowly bubbling back, her mind steadily registering that Zell was the cause, the culprite. Slowly the female began to pull back, breaking the deep kiss into medium, soft kisses<<
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 5:45 pm
His hand fanned out upon her back, fingers reaching up & thumb reaching down. Hard to think. Hard to breathe. As Maryline started to pull back he pouted softly, lips moving towards her wanting more then pacified by the softer kisses. Though Zell was far from calmed back down. A little sigh between one kiss and the next. Between the next, his nickname for her. "'Line..." Zell's hand slipped down over her curved posterior gently, coming to rest on the underside of her thigh as his hand holding the brush moved to hold her back -somehow careful to have the bristles facing away from her. "ah 'Line!" His lips caressed hers sweet & warm.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 6:28 pm
>>Really, it was to calm herself, her heart stirring to life in her chest as she felt his hand slip down her back<< Zell, I... >>She murmed in a break before her body shifted on her own as it curved over her rear. She swallowed, lips finding his again as she shuddered. The hand on the brush moved with him until it found her back. Another full body shiver, pulling her lips from his once more<< As you wish >>Maryline spoke breathlessly, half lidded eyes closing entirely. She dipped her lips to his again, put didn't pull away as a steady passion built. The hand on his shoulder moved up his neck and around to steady the base of his head, fingers slipping though his hair. The other hand worked to slip the brush from his grip entirely, wanting to remove the distraction however minor. As for the bath...the princess lightly sucked on his lower lip before fully returning to the soul kiss...it could wait a few more minutes. Her wonderboy wasn't done with her yet<<
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 8:04 pm
As he wished? Zell hardly noticed the absence of the brush in his hand, more interested in the smooth feel of the silken skin of her back. He wasn't really thinking, drunk on the taste and feel of her. Zell had always wanted to get Maryline in a hot tub. The temperature of the bath far lower than usual hottub heat and he had always had much more innocent intentions in mind but ... yeah. Still awesome. More awesome. Much more.
A moan escaped him at the tug on his lip, still sounding through him as he met Maryline in the kiss, arms tightening around her, hands gripping firmly. The one on the underside of her thigh was curving around so far that his fingers were nearly to the inner thigh from beneath. He was drowning. Happily drowning in her kiss and touch. Oh yeah... this was the temptation he'd been worried about and had tried to avoid. Why get clean when he could be holding and kissing Maryline?
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 8:34 pm
>>Oh...they were supposed to be thinking? Her own mind had deadpanned after she had caved once more to desires and pleasures then thought and logic. She had enough mind to at least, calm her kiss back down to the slow and sensual level it had been before. A true trial as she flicked the brush back over the tub rim and felt his hand steadily slip against her thigh. If it was this bad just getting into the tub, her will was going to snap when they got to actual soap. The now free hand dipped into the water to lightly press against his abdomen before slowly slipping up his body to his chest, trickling water down in its wake. Why get clean when she could be held and loved by Zell again?<<
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 2:12 am
Originally thinking. Clearly not so any more. Slow and sensual his hands now moved along her skin. On her back, making patterns around her wings. On her thigh, moving down towards her knee and back. Zell shivered as her hand moved against him, more as the warm water trailing in small droplets down his chest cooled in the air. Fingers curved on the inside of her leg sliding back up until they had to stop.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 3:16 am
>>The arm around her to her back was the only thing keeping her from falling over and drowning, already having troubles breathing through her nose. Quick and sharp, the air thick with moisture, her thumping heart required more oxygen then she was giving. She abruptly broke the kiss, taking a deep breath as her body began to tremble as his gentle touches. She tried to open her eyes, but they felt akin to lead, the air around them thick. The female parted her legs slightly so his fingers wouldn't be so sandwitched inbetween with every stroke. Then she moving her lips back to his, just teasingly brushing them<< Zell... >>Another brush, a bit firmer<< my dearest Zell...
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 7:00 am
Zell barely felt the sting of his back anymore, whether it was from the warm water soothing it or the euphoria of the kisses better than any healing balm to him it would be hard to tell. When the kiss abruptly ceased Zell half gasped for breath even as he longed for more "'Line...!" oh Hyne! Her legs parting permitted his fingers further up the smooth curve of her inner thigh, making their journey less hindered upon her skin. His arm was brushing the side and underside of her leg too as he moved it, encircled around her leg best he could. Zell moaned very faintly in the back of his throat at the teasing of her lips and the sound of his name from her lips to his ears as aching lips lifting up attempted to catch hers. "my sweet 'Line...!"
His hand on her back he moved around her wings and settled comfortably to press against her spine just above them. Lips catching hers for a brief if hot kiss as fingers reached between her legs with new purpose a mere moment before he 'dropped' his lips to a 'spot' more even with his head, double-teaming and leaving little to no room to argue.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 1:48 pm
>>She coyly smiled, lightly nuzzling his nose before he at last caught her lips. As his prize, she tried to press closer, the hand on the base of his head moving up to comb through his hair. He had it backwards, the male much more sweet then- her head jerked back, his hand just keeping her from falling off his lap and onto her back. No time to process, her brilliant eyes flashing open with a sharp inhale as his lips found her neck for the old and new bane to mix. Soft and wanting, that soft little noise forming in her throat. Her lips moved in his name, but besides that noise, nothing else came forth. Her fingers curled on his chest as her eyes slipped closed. No...no...no fair. At all<<
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 2:34 pm
*****
Sometime later found Zell blissfully brushing golden hair while snuggling Maryline to his chest, a happy smile on his face. He chuckled softly, shaking his head slightly at himself. Well that had been unexpected. At least Maryline seemed to like it. Zell certainly enjoyed pleasing her. But he was being good now, dutifully combing her hair & giving some time to calm down before actually grabbing the soap and shampoo for the bath they were there to take.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 3:00 pm
>>She gently rested against him as the brush smoothly stroked through her golden hair, still faintly blushing from the actions just a few minutes past. Maryline Sang, princess of iron will...melted like heated butter. She softly smiled, fingers idly playing with the waters surface. By far happy and content. It was a wonder though how she managed not to drown. Her eyes glanced to the side at a bit of movement, catching him taking the shampoo, and gently reached up to remove the brush from him once more<< Perhaps...I could learn to get used to this as well.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 8:20 pm
He paused in his movements as Maryline took the brush. bit of delighted mischief sparkled in his eyes and Zell chuckled happily. "Ya think? 'cause... well I know I sure could." In a way it seemed he already was used to it, as comfortable with their current situation as he was anywhere else. Same Zell easy, laid back, happy manner but there were subtle differences. Hard to even place a finger on though they were there. Zell looked between the shampoo and Maryline a few times before giving her a bright and almost goofy grin. "ah... maybe you should tell me the best way to do this, so I don't up and tangle your hair all over again. Can't see the way I wash my hair being good for yours, 'Line." He accented it with a playful wink, then dipped forward to place a quick kiss on her nose.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 3:07 am
>>She nodded, setting the brush to the side of the tub and wrinkling her nose slightly at the kiss, looking at the shampoo bottle. The female slipped the smooth container out of his hands when Zell as good as forfeited cleaning her hair with it<< When younger, I had shorter hair, so I understand... >>Maryline gently removed herself from his lap to sit on the bottom of the tub, then lean back until her golden hair was completely submerged. Back slightly arched so her face wasn't in, the hair fanned about her like a golden shroud, unbound and free in the water. She smoothly sat up again, the water rushing back down from her. She popped the lid and squirted a small bit onto her hand. Admittedly, Anon had to help her with this too. Things of soap had existed, but shampoo was out of her time frame<< First, to gently wash the head. >>She closed the bottle and set it beside the brush before reaching up, and shifting her fingers throughout Zells hair. The woman strattled him without second thought, a leg on either side as she worked the suds into his hair. Her fingers gently massaged his scalp, washing the roots<<
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 9:20 pm
"hey..." Zell softly protested as she took the shampoo from him... then almost pouting as she left his lap. Words stilled as he watched her, as always since she had worked her way into his heart enthralled by her beauty. It did not matter how Maryline tried to insist she wasn't... the argument would never hold with Zell.
"I know how to..." He started as Maryline started explaining, but the words died on his lips as he made a pleased sound at the feel of her fingers in his hair. Eyes started to roll back. "That's nice..." Muttered softly, barely a murmur. No missing when Maryline straddled him -a soft groan as the realization hit. Zell's hands fell to her knees, moved up her thighs and posterior, crossing at her waist to encircle Maryline & pull her close. "Maryline...!"
Conflicting reactions. Relaxation & excitement. Zell tried to side with relaxation, his head falling forward. "I know how to wash my hair, 'Line... wanna... know how... ya do it... with it long an' all. So's... it doesn't... get all tangled up...."
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 1:59 pm
>>She gently smiled as her finger tips slightly rubbed his head, avoiding circles or suddenly veering out of a straight line. In a way, she loved this too. Loved seeing the happy look on his face, loved how such a simple action ellicted a groan. And she did it all. The female easily scootched closer at his pull, shifting only slightly further to get herself comfortable on his lap. Her legs loosely hooked behind him, and a foamy hand slipped down the side of his face to tilt his chin back up. Was easier to wash his hair...and lightly kiss his lips, voice soft<< Patience love, patience. >>Another soft kiss, this to his cheekbone, before her hands left him<< when that is done, I tend to coat my hair first by taking it in both hands and twisting down... >>She dipped her hands into the water then lifted them up to gather her hair over a shoulder and twist it before gently stroking down<< Then comb my hair with my fingers, moving the soap further. >>her long fingers slipped through her thick line of hair, seperating it into four parts before followed by the second hand. After the second stroke, she twisted the hair again, flowed her hands down, and repeated. But just once<< However...I am not finished. >>for those hands flicked back to his head, of course ready to dunk, but she was having a grand time with this<<
OOC: XD honestly, this is just the method I use with my hair, though am a bit rougher with it. But my hairs only to mid-shoulder, so I'm not sure how that'll change it, could imagine the same basic pattern.
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